Chapter 4824

While Strange turned around, people saw the darker parts beneath his dark suit, and the silence in the hall was deafening. No one knew that half an hour earlier, the two people who had merely said they were attending an ordinary wedding had returned covered in blood.

"An accident." Natasha casually put away her small spy pistol. The blood was like turpentine dissolving the paint of her beautiful appearance, revealing the sharp joints and spikes within.

"What accident?" Greed asked, very puzzled, "Did you just happen to discover an alien spy? Or a fugitive that S. H. I. E. L. D. is chasing?"

"I don't make such a big commotion when I kill people." Natasha glanced out the window.

"Someone's chasing you?!" Stark stood up. He walked to the door, hadn't even had time to push it open, when he faintly heard the sound of police cars.

"The police probably aren't here to uphold justice." Steve stood up and directly picked up his shield from beside him. Coulson hurried to the front to block them.

"Don't act rashly; we still don't know what's going on, we can't rashly clash with the police, otherwise it would damage the Avengers' image. Ma'am, could you tell us exactly what happened?"

"Someone died. Not me killing them. But someone wants to frame me."

Natasha pulled at the straps of her dress while walking to the other rear of the living room. Everyone tacitly turned around. The female agent pulled off her blood-strapped strap dress. Strange reached out, pulled out his cloak, and threw it at Natasha without looking back. The cloak wrapped around her and instantly turned into a fitted red robe.

"Do they know you?" Greed asked again, "You wouldn't have run into an old acquaintance, would you?"

"No," Natasha said, "Before, whenever I appeared, I was in disguise. They couldn't possibly recognize me. They also genuinely don't know me; they just took me for a soft persimmon."

"I understand." Bucky said, "A surgeon's companion is hardly considered upper-class society, looks like the easiest to bully. No matter what happened, framing you, as long as you're taken to the police station, the killer must necessarily be you."

"How did the person die?" Arrogance spoke, and at that moment, the indoor temperature dropped several degrees. The sound of sirens grew closer, like some impending danger drumbeat.

"Strangled." Natasha said, "The bride's sister, Manas, was found hanged on a tree in the manor's backyard."

"Where did the blood come from?"

"Someone suggested restraining me first, I used a dinner knife to slash his thigh artery." Natasha said while taking off her high heels, changing into disposable slippers, wiping her fingers with the disinfectant wipes Bucky handed over, and pointing at the toilet to Greed. Greed walked over to get her a towel, and she began wiping her calves.

"I was right beside him, also got splashed with blood." Strange took off his suit jacket, directly picked up the dress Natasha had taken off, and threw it together into the fireplace in the side reception hall of the hall, then snapped his fingers at the flames. With a whoosh, a heat wave surged over, the extremely high-temperature magical fire devoured everything, leaving not even ashes.

"Then you two just ran out?" Steve asked.

"Not run, otherwise stay and wait for them to call the police?" Natasha said, "You can tell the other side is also flustered, this is absolutely not within their expectations. But the banquet attendees seem to think this death absolutely cannot be thoroughly investigated, they are eager to find a scapegoat, I don't want to let them succeed."

"That proves this isn't an accident or suicide, but another killer who can't be found, or involves some secret." Hawkeye said, "Doing this is right; if we stayed, the police and they would be in cahoots, you'd be in big trouble."

The police footsteps were already clearly audible. Stark glanced out the window, then said: "Not many people came, and they didn't bring guns, looks like they have reservations. You go to the back first; if I can't handle it, you come out."

"Be careful, these people are all lunatics." Steve said this, but still led the others to the backyard. Stark, Strange, and Natasha stayed behind.

The manor's door was knocked, Stark walked over to open it. The police hadn't spoken yet, he spoke first: "What the hell are you guys doing?! Kidnapping my friends while I'm not here?! Who came up with this bright idea this time, Mason, or that bastard Avs?"

Seeing it was him, the police frantically put away their guns. Hearing Stark so impolite, their faces also changed. The leading sheriff was about to say something, Stark continued to retort: "Throwing such a wedding just to lure me into a trap. If it weren't for Doctor Strange and them reacting quickly, you guys would be asking me for ransom by now?!"

"I just don't believe it, federal and New Jersey laws can't sanction you. My legal team is already on the way; if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I'll rip off your police uniforms!"

The sheriff's expression was stiff. He just turned around wanting to say something to his subordinates, Stark reacted as if startled, quickly stepped back two steps, pressed his hand on his chest. The nanotech armor flew to equip, he retreated two steps to block in front of Strange.

"You better not be stupid enough to think about shooting. I'm Iron Man!"

"Wait a minute." His reaction was so big, it actually left the sheriff somewhat at a loss. The sheriff reached out his hand and said, "Calm down, Mr. Stark. We absolutely have no intention to attack you. We're here to investigate the case."

"Investigate the case, investigate what case? Your people actually wanted to use the wedding as an excuse to detain my friends there for revenge, so-called case is just your trick to frame and frame. You don't even think of fooling me!"

The police were all helpless, but had long heard of Stark's bad temper, very hard to provoke. The sheriff could only endure and say: "No, this is not some kind of trap. Someone died at the wedding, the host of the banquet demanded everyone not leave, wait for police to investigate. And your friend's companion, in her agitation, stabbed a guest, we must investigate this matter. Please cooperate, okay?"

"What right does the banquet host have to demand no one leave? Do you think this is an 18th-century British detective novel? In the situation where we don't know if the killer will strike again, organizing guest evacuation is the wisest move. He's obviously targeting me!"

Stark was just like "not listening, not listening, I won't listen," performing his persecution delusion to the fullest. The police for a moment couldn't tell if he was being difficult or really ill.

But his reasoning is indeed flawless. That kind of situation where a case occurs, everyone must be controlled at the scene, waiting for police and detectives to question one by one, only appears in detective novels. In the real world, if a suspected murder is discovered in a public place, everyone will choose to first organize evacuation.

You should know that in such elite gatherings, everyone is either rich or noble, prominent figures. One death is already terrifying; if they don't quickly move them to a safe place, or say leave their area of responsibility, and then a few more die on their own turf, that's truly living to the bitter end.

Moreover, such banquets require making a guest list, sending invitations, and signing in. Who came and who didn't is fixed, not something hard to investigate. So letting people leave first, then later during follow-up investigation, going to find them one by one is correct. Detaining people is purely seeking death, and no billionaire worth hundreds of billions would obediently stay at a crime scene with a killer. Who dares to say they should stay, these rich people, the first one wouldn't be willing.

So the sheriff saying things like controlling the scene is simply untenable, at least can't fool Stark.

The sheriff visibly had sweat on his forehead, but he still said: "That doctor's companion stabbed a guest..."

"That's because they wanted to kidnap her!" Strange stepped forward and said, "They weren't just verbally rude, they even wanted to get physical. They're completely in cahoots. We don't accept any charges except legitimate self-defense."

"Let's talk about these later; I hope you can cooperate with us to go to the police station."

"Impossible," Stark said, "Who knows if you're in cahoots with them. They obviously want to detain people until the police come, then dump the case on her in one go. I won't let you succeed."

"If you now refuse to cooperate with the investigation, it will be counted as resisting arrest." The sheriff emphasized, "We can take forcible measures. I know you're Iron Man, we can't beat you. But are you sure you want to resist the law in this way?"

The sheriff was obviously emphasizing that Iron Man using his special powers to resist arrest is absolutely a scandal. Because public opinion on Iron Man can only be said to be mostly positive. Some people like him, some are neutral, some dislike him intensely.

In this situation, once Iron Man has a scandal, more people will think badly of him, feeling he's using his high-tech means and rich-guy status to give trouble to ordinary police. If police union people then come out, speaking ambiguously, that would be even worse for his reputation.

"Is that so?" Another voice sounded from behind the door. Steve walked in holding his shield, looking at that sheriff and said, "You also don't need to threaten him with public opinion, because I also don't intend to let you take this woman away. You should tell everyone, is Captain America violently resisting arrest?"

At the moment Steve walked out, the sheriff's blood ran cold. The person in all of America least susceptible to public opinion pressure. Anyone who clashes with Captain America and gets exposed, everyone will think it's that person's problem, while the captain is just acting righteously, enforcing the law impartially. This is Captain America's worth.

Captain America's reputation in the central universe is even better, because they haven't openly fought a civil war. Captain America also became the navigator of the starship, to highlight America's contribution in starship construction and cosmic exploration, the military and federal government gave him a round of praise, almost already shaping him into a saint's image. This also led to the public's impression of him being extremely good, and he became the only prominent figure who can be unaffected by public opinion.

"I think there's some misunderstanding here." The sheriff wiped his sweat and said, "We absolutely have no intention of violent law enforcement, really just want the doctor and his companion to say a few words about the crime scene..."

"Then say it here." Steve said, "I guarantee my friend will truthfully recount. But also for their safety consideration, I won't let them go to the police station."

The sheriff still wanted to say something, Steve said again: "Since you think that case is a homicide, the killer is still at large in Hampton. You don't hurry to go chase the killer, if another case happens, it's completely because the police are incompetent, and that's entirely your fault."

The sheriff opened his mouth. Stark keenly caught that the other had no tense expression. Indeed, he was informed about the case, knew there was no killer.

If they really thought this was an accidental homicide and still didn't know who the killer was, for the sake of their seats and salaries to feed their families, it would absolutely be impossible for them to be so leisurely wrangling with them here.

Stark had just stepped forward wanting to speak, when he saw the sheriff staring fixedly at some spot in the room, his face gradually turning pale, his whole body began to tremble, as if too frightened to speak.